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Push my limits Hot water on my skin Until it grows red and itches Boiling water on my lips Until I can no longer feel them Steam on my hands Until my palms and wrists begin to sweat Ice on my back Bringing me in all together Giving myself chills Scream at me Do anything To show you are here The mirror gives such a poor reflection I want to break you This is not the inside of my head I wish I could see her
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Mar 15, 2017
Mar 15, 2017 at 4:28 PM UTC
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Push my limits Hot water on my skin Until it grows red and itches Boiling water on my lips Until I can no longer feel them Steam on my hands Until my palms and wrists begin to sweat Ice on my back Bringing me in all together Giving myself chills Scream at me Do anything To show you are here The mirror gives such a poor reflection I want to break you This is not the inside of my head I wish I could see her
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Mar 15, 2017
Mar 15, 2017 at 4:28 PM UTC
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